The world through my eyes.

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I feel invincible when I hold your hand yet fragile when you wrap me in your arms. It’s the kind of fragile that isn’t from weakness but from a complete lack of resistance. The fragile you feel when you surrender yourself to someone. The kind you feel euphoria when looking into their eyes.. I feel the way you do when you’ve realized what life is about, and she’s staring right back at me.